reunion highlights
For me?
Things Stacey said to me made my night... actually, they made my life. It's so nice to know she truly never stopped caring.
And leave it to Ben Beaulieu to be the first person EVER to understand the purpose of my tattoo without any assistance whatsoever from myself. It's amazing to me how much he STILL gets me all these years later (he was one of my friends from the womb, our mothers and our sisters were friends)...
The DJ played "Don't Go Back to Rockville" by REM in lieu of our gay-ass Celine Dion Titanic prom song... a request I am singlehandedly responsible for. You may recall this is merely a revival of my suggestion ten years ago that had been vetoed by the prom committee.
And one MAJOR accomplishment:
Rod's okay in crowds as long as there's someone in uniform. Tim Merlino arrived in his service blues and Rod clung to him like white on rice. It's so good to see him socialize again. I don't think he likes being a shut-in, but he never knew any other way to avoid feeling so uncomfortable until last night. I've missed my social butterfly, and I've missed getting out myself (I genuinely feel guilty if I go out and have a good time while he sits at home struggling with PTSD).
Corinne, if you're reading this, you did a good job. You should feel pleased with yourself.
Things Stacey said to me made my night... actually, they made my life. It's so nice to know she truly never stopped caring.
And leave it to Ben Beaulieu to be the first person EVER to understand the purpose of my tattoo without any assistance whatsoever from myself. It's amazing to me how much he STILL gets me all these years later (he was one of my friends from the womb, our mothers and our sisters were friends)...
The DJ played "Don't Go Back to Rockville" by REM in lieu of our gay-ass Celine Dion Titanic prom song... a request I am singlehandedly responsible for. You may recall this is merely a revival of my suggestion ten years ago that had been vetoed by the prom committee.
And one MAJOR accomplishment:
Rod's okay in crowds as long as there's someone in uniform. Tim Merlino arrived in his service blues and Rod clung to him like white on rice. It's so good to see him socialize again. I don't think he likes being a shut-in, but he never knew any other way to avoid feeling so uncomfortable until last night. I've missed my social butterfly, and I've missed getting out myself (I genuinely feel guilty if I go out and have a good time while he sits at home struggling with PTSD).
Corinne, if you're reading this, you did a good job. You should feel pleased with yourself.